Liu Quji, Wen Tao...

The two famous tomb robbers in history both attached so much importance to this corpse. Why is this?

I glanced at Crazy Bear, who shrugged and said that the person who hired him didn't say these things at all.

"In other words, all our work has been in vain?"

Lao Bai touched Xiaozhi's face with some distress, sat down next to me, and sighed: "It's better now. The bones were taken away by Wen Tao again. Who knows what Wen Tao took with the bones?"

place, what did we do? We tracked all the way from Xiacun on the edge of the Yellow River to Heizhugou and then to the insignificant Shennongjia. We finally found Liu Quji’s tomb, and finally pounced on it.

I've got nothing? Where can I find it from now on? I can't..."

He glanced at Xiaozhi, and a deep pain flashed in the eyes of this vegetarian.

Brother Yaozi looked at his dirty hands and smiled bitterly: "Wen Tao... It would be okay if it was just Wen Tao. We brothers will spend our lives trying to find the whereabouts, and there will always be results, but... that corpse..."

I know what he wants to say. According to Xing Guili's description, the corpse is really weird.

Liu Quji committed suicide when faced with great terror, and something strange happened when he asked for the corpse. A figure close to the Heavenly Master died inexplicably...

This... makes people have to wonder, could the withered bones be born with spiritual wisdom?

This is the most troublesome thing!!

Thinking about the hardships of pursuing this journey and the disappointment that it has come to nothing, my mind went blank for a while and I had no idea. I didn't know what to do next.

Until, Zhang Xinya cried out in surprise: "Come quickly, I...my uncle...he seems..."

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(Second update, big chapter.
Chapter completed!